Old friends 

It’s been a score of years
yet more
since we met.
First netball court foes
then school class allies
heartaches and discos
slack through the Uni years
reunited through
wedding weekends away.
And now
babies’ later
I see you afresh
sitting on tiny chair
conversing with my son
as the centre of his
three year old world.
He’s beaming
and so is my heart. 
Inspired by EW chatting with my son

actually

Actually
you intrigue me now
even more dear husband.
Now he has come from you. 

From your slightly scruffy beard
and slightly too long hair
ruffled brow
and middle aged tum. 

Actually
I love you more dear husband
when I think of our wonderful son.
The qualities that you gave
and now encourage.
Those parts, that perhaps
time has unfairly faded in you. 

Another chance, another chance
has been given.
A way back to yourself again.
A true you
unburdened by time. 


inspired by snoozing husband and son

only love today 

Taking a deep breath.
A second to close my eyes
to frantically search deep inside
for that last elusive sliver of calm
that appears to have got lost
along the way.
Not now.
I need you now.
Stop moving, escaping
floating away on
emotions tide.
I need you now. 

Eyes open.
Words come.
I hoping from my good place.
From the tranquil pool
cool breeze
and sun drenched land
of imagined patience.
Only love today. 

inspired by: toddler time!

moonlight

The moonlight streams in
once again enticing me
to places not yet seen.
Conjuring adventures on far off lands
in corners it’s delicate rays conceal.

The moonlight draws me in
hypnotically
like a spider to its web
through delicate whisps
of steel strength.

Not this time moonlight.
Your promise shall not to be fulfilled.
My adventure is here.
Not by candlelight, nor starry breeze
But by the warm glow of my babies’ nightlights.

Inspired by : a full moon